After their conversation, Ling Tian still acted as though he didn't care, but he became much more cautious inside. In the matches on the second day, he ran into several opponents who were quite capable. The moment they faced him, they all did one thing that left him not knowing whether to laugh or cry—they crushed a Soul Jade Talisman.
And that wasn't all. Just as Hu Yao had said, they crushed several Guardian Jade Talismans too, their cautiousness leaving Ling Tian at a loss. But what Poqiong said next left him utterly dumbfounded: those people had Nascent Soul Armor protecting their Nascent Souls.
"Poqiong, what grade is their Nascent Soul Armor? It can't be higher than fifth or sixth grade, right?" Ling Tian asked curiously, his tone full of amusement. "Don't they know my understanding of soul music is enough to easily break through eighth-grade spirit artifacts now?"
Compared with weapons or defensive treasures, Nascent Soul Armor was even more precious, but it was also much harder to refine. With Ling Tian's current level of skill, he could only refine fifth-grade weapons. He couldn't even manage to refine Nascent Soul Armor that barely qualified as a spirit artifact. He didn't believe the Nascent Soul Armor sold by Ten Thousand Swords Cliff was above fifth grade.
"They're fifth-grade spirit artifacts, and their quality isn't bad." Poqiong sensed the grade of the armor with ease and gave a cold laugh. "Those people naturally think they might as well defend themselves as much as they can. It's not as if they're short on spirit stones."
Hearing this, Ling Tian nodded, a playful glint in his eyes. "So Ten Thousand Swords Cliff made a fortune this time? Should we force them to cough up some blood, like last time?"
"Ling Tian, forget it.